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We were fortunate enough that our wedding anniversary coincided with Miss F staying at home, enabling us to celebrate by a meal and stay overnight here in the village of Sauveterre De Rouergue. A bit off the beaten track it's a beautiful village of France of which there are ten in the Aveyron, Najac also being one.


Based around a central square with roads running off it like a grid.




Although it's now holiday season here it was notably quiet, my favourite hobby of people watching while having a drink at a cafe was a bit of a let down, did managed to hear the young French man try to chat up a couple of American girls, don't think he was in luck they weren't impressed.


We walked around the village which we had visited quiet a few years ago with Farmer J's parents. We tend now not to have time to go off especially when animals need feeding.
Sometimes it's nice to just be somewhere different and not be able to do anything involving work on the farm even if we do sit down your always thinking ` I must just go and do .....'


Phillipe 3rd `the bold king of France' started to build Sauveterre de Rouergue in 1281. A bastide the only tower that remains is this one, the South East tower.


A typical house of the area built of stone with shutters at the windows.
  

During the evening the village comes alive with petanque matches, the equivalent of green pitch bowling in England. Here in France during July and August villages have their annual fetes which usually last a few days with a grand petanque (boules) match. We have two sets but have never played a serious game, were not very good with rules!

 

Drinking, eating, relaxing and time for a bit of reading we will have to do this more often. Come back home Miss F.
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